Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

Fu Yixin instantly noticed her nephew's unusual reaction.

She and Fu Chengli were about the same age, and the two, aunt and niece, practically grew up together.

She knew her nephew's personality too well; his life had been filled with life-and-death trials and separations.

Based on her years of experience, she judged that there was nothing in this world that could make him panic.

Just now, Fu Chengli, who is usually calm and decisive, clearly showed a hint of unease on his face.

An Ying asked, "Auntie, do you know that super popular celebrity lately...?"

Before An Ying could ask any further questions, Fu Chengli immediately interrupted, "Auntie, I think you must be very tired from your long flight back from abroad."

Fu Yixin asked in confusion, "Tired? It's not too bad, my sleep schedule is all messed up on set every day..."

Before Fu Yixin could finish speaking, Fu Chengli called her assistant over: "Quickly send your boss back to rest."

Fu Yixin's assistant immediately came forward and helped her away.

An Ying was stunned.

She wanted to get Ye Rao an autographed photo of a top celebrity, but Fu Chengli was causing trouble...

After settling An Xiaoxiao in her room, An Weiping returned to the scene. As soon as he entered the banquet hall, he saw An Ying talking with Grandpa Fu, as if she had truly integrated into the family.

An Weiping suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

Over the years, An Weiping has tried his best to please every member of the Fu family, but in the end, he has only been met with indifference.

He knew the old man hadn't forgiven him.

When the old lady died, An Weiping was responsible for half of the blame.

When An Weiping was young, his biological parents died tragically.

It was the old lady's kind heart that insisted on the old man adopting him, giving him a home.

An Weiping was grateful for this.

However, life and death are preordained, and wealth and honor are determined by fate.

The King of Hell insisted on taking her away; what could he, as an adopted son, do?

In An Weiping's eyes, everyone in the Fu family was heartless.

It's too difficult to get into the circles of the wealthy.

An Ying, an illegitimate child who wasn't his biological daughter and whose origins were unknown, was an abandoned daughter whom he had always treated as a burden.

What makes her think she can get close to the Fu family?!

Although An Ying was unaware of these things.

Back then, her mother insisted on keeping the child and refused to tell her daughter about it, saying she was afraid of hurting her and making her feel inferior.

After her mother died, An Weiping became increasingly reluctant to talk.

He felt that his daughter was not easily fooled, and if he told her, she would probably throw a tantrum.

He was unwilling to deal with the mess left by his ex-wife.

His plan was to let An Ying fend for herself.

An Xiaoxiao is his biological daughter, but she is disappointing and can't compare to An Ying in any way.

However, An Weiping had placed all his bets on An Xiaoxiao.

Finally... I hope I don't lose the bet?

An Weiping was filled with resentment, but dared not speak out. He could only find a place to sit down and drink alone in silence.

Grandpa Fu's birthday banquet was lively and continued into the evening.

Fortunately, nothing else went wrong.

An Ying still couldn't find Fu Yixin by the end of the birthday banquet.

Oh well, I won't get an autographed photo this time, I'll try again next time.

Just as An Ying was about to leave, Butler Zhao stopped her.

"Miss An, the old master is waiting for you in the study."

An Ying nodded: "Okay."

She went up the stairs and gently knocked on the door of the study on the third floor.

dong dong dong-

Pushing open the door to Old Master Fu's study, An Ying caught a glimpse of Fu Chengli.

The old man was wearing a jade thumb ring given to him by Fu Yixin, and he was chatting animatedly with his eldest grandson.

When An Ying came in, the old man smiled and couldn't help but look her up and down.

"Little girl, you've had a hard day."

An Ying replied obediently, "Grandpa, this is what I should do."

Grandpa Fu's eyes showed increasing admiration.

He raised his hand and pushed a delicate suitcase covered in logos in front of An Ying, gesturing for her to open it.

An Ying looked puzzled, turned the lock, and opened the suitcase.

She was instantly stunned.

The suitcase was filled with bright red banknotes.

An Ying was so shocked she couldn't speak: "Grandpa, what, what is this?"

Fu Chengli explained on behalf of his grandfather: "Grandpa is praising you, so he's giving you a million yuan as pocket money."

An Ying was truly at a loss.

"One million... pocket money?!"

Perhaps An Ying's voice was a bit too loud, because Old Master Fu paused in his teacup. He looked at An Ying's shocked face and then at Fu Chengli.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed a deep sense of doubt.

"Is a million in pocket money a lot?"